SWEPT AWAYA Poem by Dark PriestessWritten in a dark period of my life.............I
talk to you And
you listen to me But
you're not there Not
really…..
I
get the feeling That
life is too busy For
you….. Too
intense Too
difficult
And
I am just swept away Like
a leaf in a storm Floating
and forgotten……. Washed
away
I
am there but Not
really, not quite I
am seen but not perceived I
am there but invisible
These
roles we play Are
complex As
all of life is………
We
are there but not with each other We
always yearn for more
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Added on January 27, 2017 Last Updated on January 27, 2017 AuthorDark PriestessGeorgetown, Demerara, GuyanaAboutI'm Dark Priestess..... writer of dark poetry, memoirs and lover of gothic art, architecture and landscape art..... I like antiques, medieval furniture and houses and occult matters.... more..Writing
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